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Vincent's sharp senses picked up the sudden, murderously-intent movement. "One, two-- six figures."
Like white winds, they aimed for the stage from all sides. And with a simple glance from Vincent, the escort guards began moving. They stepped up to engage the enemies without hesitation, but the assassins knew that the soldiers could not use their guns among the crowd. The young assasin boys started killing the guards without slowing their pace. People who were listening to the princess' speech barely even had time to notice the soliders starting to die a hair's breadth away.
"Lavie..." Hearing Alvis' completely anxious voice, Lavie was suddenly on the alert.
She was just watching Sophia, now she is looking behind her, frightened. What is that? Those white winds.
The moment Lavie grabbed Alvis' hand, white shadows jumped onto the stage, like thieves bursting in.
"Sophia!" Vincent jumped in to protect her with his his body. He pulled out his gun and repelled the enemy's blade with the gun's barrel. The attack and defense movements repeated over and over, lighting up the stage with sparks. Eventually Vincent, although having dodged the tip of Apis's sword actually aiming at his neck, was hit in the shoulder. Fresh blood gushed, as that silouette stood in front of him.
"Indeed you are strong ... not like those other soldiers."
"You monster, they were my friends." As Apis smiled down at him, Vincent slowly pulled the trigger of his gun. The bullet fired at zero distance pierced through Apis' body.
"Don't get in my way! I will avenge my {sister}!" The crowd had begun to move away, leaving a wide opening. Coccinella looked at Sophia on the stage but was shot down by countless bullets.
If only I could strech my arms enough, I would lay my hands on that imposter. I would strangle her with all my strength. Even if that woman cries out in pain, and suffers, suffers, cries and begs for her life, I would not forgive her. But, we still have our fellow...
"Delphine ... sister..." Coccinella fell to his knees. The grass around him began to stain with fresh blood. "Ki ... ll ... for ... Lucci... o ... la..." Coccinella managed to choke out those final curse words before he fell, and stopped moving.
"Ki ... ll..."
